And war, Master?
Upon hearing these words, the old man smiled. Beside him was a bowl of nuts. He chose one and held it up. War, he said, is the breaking of the shell. Then, between mottled hands that were as strong as they were gentle, he cracked the nut and pried it open to reveal the beauty inside. He gave half to his pupil and put the other half in his mouth. Together they ate the nut. And that, said the old man, is the end of war.
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Categories: Sweet Sleep and Bare Feet
Tags: Beauty, Gentleness, Love, Peace, Strength, War, Wisdom
William Michaelian 
Wonderful !
This kind of story that is pure wisdom. Thank you very much, dear William.
Everything is in us but we don’t know it.
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Yes. . . . It is I who thank you, Béatrice.
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What a beautiful way to explain the beginning and end of manmade destruction. If only minds and hearts could agree… 🙂
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Thank you, Terveen. Of course there are many hearts and minds that already do. Think of the symphonies and poems, and all the other ways we show our care for each other and this world.
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Man kann den beiden Streitern wirklich nur gute Zähne wünschen, dass sie die Nuss so richtig kauen können und der Krieg sein Ende findet.
Lieber William, ein feines Wochenende wünsche ich dir und den Deinen.
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Better than teeth is when they realize there are no sides. Thank you always, Edith.
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Das wäre noch viel besser!!! Du hast Recht, es ist der Mensch, der sich auf Seiten stellt, dabei stehen wir alle in dieser einen Welt, umgeben von wundervoller Natur – und wir haben alle nur dieses eine Leben hier auf Erden….
Danke, für deine Antwort, die mir wieder einmal mehr die Augen geöffnet hat….
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I’m glad, although there is really no need to thank me. We are all here for each other.
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Lächel, ach, lass mich dir danken, ich bin so, ich lebe auch nach dem Motto: Dank, wem Dank gebührt.
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